Maybe I won't ever get to where I want to, do I even want to anymore
Maybe who I wanted would be changing nothing, and I just feel the same way as before
Had these aspirations, but have no desire to make them happen
Is it God or the devil who's laughing
Cause I don't think I'm terrified or angry about what's out of my hands, it just doesn't matter
Cause isn't life just a series of calendar days
Isn't money a number that's subject to change
Why are you wasting your time trying to make your name great, in a world made up of expiration dates
We're not in control of how anything goes
And isn't that such a damn good thing
Maybe I won't ever tie it all together, never see the story as a whole
Lost a couple best friends, it's all in its season, I will never understand it all
While I'm a single spark of light inside a city caught on fire, I landed, soon I'll be leaving
Cause I don't think I'm terrified or angry about what's out of my hands, if there's something better
Cause isn't life just a series of calendar days
Isn't money a number that's subject to change
Why are you wasting your time trying to make your name great, in a world made up of expiration dates
We're not in control of how anything goes and isn't that such a damn good thing
This world is passing away, so what are you doing when you know you'll lose everything
This world is passing away, so who are you watching if they will be gone just the same
Your world is passing away, so where are you going in this fading finite place
Your world is passing away, so how are you dying if living just leaves you in a grave
Isn't life just a series of calendar days
If there's only a value in what we can make, why are you wasting your time trying to follow
Your fate
No one will remember your hard-earned fame
We're not in control of how anything goes
We're turning to dust if there's nowhere to grow
We'd sell ourselves short if we made the price so
We're not in control
We're not in control
We're not in control
We're not in control
We're not in control
Juli Strawbridge - Ecclesiastes Apathy Lyrics
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Maybe I won't ever get to where I want to, do I even want to anymore
Maybe who I wanted would be changing nothing, and I just feel the same way as before
Had these aspirations, but have no desire to make them happen
Is it God or the devil who's laughing
Cause I don't think I'm terrified or angry about what's out of my hands, it just doesn't matter
Cause isn't life just a series of calendar days
Isn't money a number that's subject to change
Why are you wasting your time trying to make your name great, in a world made up of expiration dates
We're not in control of how anything goes
And isn't that such a damn good thing
Maybe I won't ever tie it all together, never see the story as a whole
Lost a couple best friends, it's all in its season, I will never understand it all
While I'm a single spark of light inside a city caught on fire, I landed, soon I'll be leaving
Cause I don't think I'm terrified or angry about what's out of my hands, if there's something better
Cause isn't life just a series of calendar days
Isn't money a number that's subject to change
Why are you wasting your time trying to make your name great, in a world made up of expiration dates
We're not in control of how anything goes and isn't that such a damn good thing
This world is passing away, so what are you doing when you know you'll lose everything
This world is passing away, so who are you watching if they will be gone just the same
Your world is passing away, so where are you going in this fading finite place
Your world is passing away, so how are you dying if living just leaves you in a grave
Isn't life just a series of calendar days
If there's only a value in what we can make, why are you wasting your time trying to follow
Your fate
No one will remember your hard-earned fame
We're not in control of how anything goes
We're turning to dust if there's nowhere to grow
We'd sell ourselves short if we made the price so
We're not in control
We're not in control
We're not in control
We're not in control
We're not in control
Maybe who I wanted would be changing nothing, and I just feel the same way as before
Had these aspirations, but have no desire to make them happen
Is it God or the devil who's laughing
Cause I don't think I'm terrified or angry about what's out of my hands, it just doesn't matter
Cause isn't life just a series of calendar days
Isn't money a number that's subject to change
Why are you wasting your time trying to make your name great, in a world made up of expiration dates
We're not in control of how anything goes
And isn't that such a damn good thing
Maybe I won't ever tie it all together, never see the story as a whole
Lost a couple best friends, it's all in its season, I will never understand it all
While I'm a single spark of light inside a city caught on fire, I landed, soon I'll be leaving
Cause I don't think I'm terrified or angry about what's out of my hands, if there's something better
Cause isn't life just a series of calendar days
Isn't money a number that's subject to change
Why are you wasting your time trying to make your name great, in a world made up of expiration dates
We're not in control of how anything goes and isn't that such a damn good thing
This world is passing away, so what are you doing when you know you'll lose everything
This world is passing away, so who are you watching if they will be gone just the same
Your world is passing away, so where are you going in this fading finite place
Your world is passing away, so how are you dying if living just leaves you in a grave
Isn't life just a series of calendar days
If there's only a value in what we can make, why are you wasting your time trying to follow
Your fate
No one will remember your hard-earned fame
We're not in control of how anything goes
We're turning to dust if there's nowhere to grow
We'd sell ourselves short if we made the price so
We're not in control
We're not in control
We're not in control
We're not in control
We're not in control
Writer: Juli Strawbridge
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